A call to trial, 1792

[Froschli 838]

A CALL TO TRIAL

 

WRITTEN AND PUBLISHED BY

HIS EMINENCE,

ALFRED CARDINAL JORENUS

19th of OWYN’S FLAME, 1792

 

 

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To the false prophet Melchizedek,

 

In response to your recent and aggressive commentaries regarding the legitimacy of our Holy Mother Church and its faithful, allow me to make it crystal clear to you:

Any soul which strolls this terra of Arcas can attempt to dismantle the claims of our Church. And any soul can question the salvation of the faithful children of GOD. Yet I find great error and confusion within your publications and reasoning, for you seemingly neither understood nor attempted to understand the authority of our Holy Mother Church.      

It is the very heretical approach made by you of opposing the word of our Holy Mother Church, which our Lord GOD established and created through our Prophet Owyn, that proves to not only me but also all of canonism how little you truly understand of the Theology on which we lay our grounds . 

It is this foolish stand you and your heretical followers  imprudently and blind from false contradictions of GOD’s word which chains you from GOD’s fatherly arms and his salvation.

Therefore, there can neither be doubt nor sway in one mind. I profess you to be not only a schismatic but also a heretic. Bearing such in mind, the following ultimatum hs been published without regard; 

For if there shall be no alteration or reform in line to the heretical and blasphemous behavior and publications of this False Prophet, it is with the power of this supreme position of ecclesiastical authority granted to me by His Holiness, the Vicar of GOD, we shall declare and designate the aforementioned man who goes by the name of Melchizedek and all his followers to be heretical and supporters of blasphemers.

He and his supporters ,in the aforesaid matters of proof, shall be called to an ecclesiastical Trial to the Holy See in the Palatinate of Aquila. There their guilt shall be determined before a Tribunal of Auditors. 

I pray you shall alter your efforts and repent for your sins. I await your immediate response, Melchizedek. 

 

 

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IN NOMINE DEI ET HORENI

       

        His Eminence, the Archbishop of Jorenus and Auditor of the Tribunal,

        Alfred Cardinal Jorenus

[Slimmy_Rimmy 95]

"Greetings to you,

 

I apologize for my delayed response to your so effortlessly well-written letter; I've been a bit busy avoiding the assassins your church sends each day.

 

I do not know what to call you, but it will not be Your Eminence, nor friend, nor brother. For I only bow to the Most High GOD. And my brothers and my sisters are His fellow children, for I am His son. And though I would rather it be another way, you are no friend of mine for the time being. So, I suppose I will just call you Alfred, if that is all right.

 

Know this, Alfred: GOD despises you and your pagan temple. He despises every stone you've lain down in His name. He despises your title as His Vicar, and the shimmering white robes you adorn your unworthy frame with to appear as perhaps He or His Angel in Human form among fools who'd bow before you as they should only do to the Lord, and kiss your ring.

 

Despite His hatred for you, Alfred, I would not have you slain. For though you've made attempts on my life, I forgive you. And with open arms, I welcome you to be baptized by me. With the slate wiped clean, the False Shepherd cannot touch a child of the Lord my GOD, the brother of me, His prophet. 

 

The New World approaches, Alfred. You are in trouble, and like it or not, you need me. You'd have me killed and wash the blood from your own hands, and continue to don your garments and be a god among men. And then what? The Lord will only kill you. And in the Void, you will be all alone, though you are in the same exact place as your followers, and those who were brought up by your perversion, and those who brought about your own perversion, you will be alone and with nothing.

 

Repent, child. Seek me, and be born again in His mercy and grace. And rejoice, for though you were a liar and a killer of the righteous; an agent of the False Shepherd and a wretched, miserable, poor, blind, and naked thing whose death would have the very worst of stings, you shall start anew.

 

Rejoice, Alfred. Rejoice! For I know how it ends!

 

Come unto me, Alfred. Come. Whosoeverwill, let them come.

 

Come and see, Alfred. Come."

 

-Melchizedek.